Porterfield went so far as to tell the radiant Kitty that her boarder was a "Jim Dandy," and that if she should lay her hands on another to "trot him out." Kitty of course had expected these triumphs, but that it was she who had made them possible, and that but for her own individual efforts Felix might still be wandering around the streets in search of bed and board, apparently never crossed her mind.

He would have been just as splendid, she said to herself, and just as much of a man no matter who had helped and no matter where his feet had landed.
If O'Day were aware of the changes of public opinion going on around him, there was nothing in either his manner or in his speech to show it.
When they complimented him on the way in which he had utilized Otto's old stock, producing so wonderful an interior, he would remark quietly that it was nothing to his credit.

He had always loved such things; that it came natural to some people to put things to rights, and that any one could have done as much.

It was only when some one alluded to Masie that his face would light up.

"Yes, charming, was she not?
Such a wonderful little lady, and so good!" That which did please him--please him immensely--was the outcome of a visit made some days after the party by old Nat Ganger.
"Regular Aladdin lamp," Nat shouted, slamming Kling's door behind him.